Chapter Forty-Eight: Tui Roshan
As soon as Lux said this, the visitors were in an uproar, Yang Fan was seventeen years old, with a slender figure and a handsome face, looking like a big girl, handsome and handsome, and really not related to the majesty and majesty. On the other hand, that big man, his thighs are thicker than Yang Fan's waist, this has to be moved, is it still a skill? It's just a one-sided ravage!
"Shameless! It's so shameless! How embarrassed are you to compete with that young man? ”
The people on Chu Tiange's side haven't spoken yet, and the maids behind the wrestlers have stopped doing it first, look at this lovely Xiao Langjun, who is so pretty that people can't wait to swallow it in their stomachs with a mouthful of water, if they are ravaged by this strong man like a mountain of meat, how miserable is Xiao Langjun?
All the women clasped their arms and shouted: "Wang Rufeng, so shameless, how old is the little Langjun, you are embarrassed to invite the battle!" ”
"The surname is Wang, if you can't, you can admit defeat, don't be so faceless!"
This Wang is like the second king, and people who are usually familiar with him call him Wang Er, and at this moment, the maids and maids in several ladies' families turned against Yang Fan in unison, and they directly named him and was unceremoniously. Chu Tiange's brothers were about to protest, but when they saw that they were in their nest, they stopped talking.
Wang Rufeng bit the back of the terror, tightened the two pieces of flesh on his face and said nothing, just stared at Yang Fan and sneered.
Yang Fan touched the back of his head and said shyly: "Since this uncle wants to compare, then ...... I'll give it a try! ”
Chu Yangge grabbed his side and said worriedly: "This person is tall and strong, can you do it?" ”
Yang Fan looked at Wang Rufeng, who looked like a mountain of meat opposite, Wang Rufeng looked at him with a sneer, Yang Fan tightened his belt, stretched the corners of his clothes, and said to Chu Madge very unconfidently: "I see...... It shouldn't matter, this uncle is very kind-faced, and he won't embarrass me too much. ”
Yang Fan has never pretended to be honest and honest in front of Chu Yangge, Chu Yangge naturally doesn't believe that he Yang Fan is a stupid country boy who has never seen the world, as soon as he sees his simple and cute appearance, he knows that he must be ashamed, so he put his mind at ease and said, "Okay! Then be careful yourself, go on! ”
Yang Fan hurriedly said: "Don't be busy, Brother Chu, the younger brother has another matter, I want to ask for advice." ”
Chu sang wildly: "You say! ”
Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, and asked embarrassedly: "Excuse me, what can you do with this sumo, what can you do, what you can't do, how can you lose, how can you win?" ”
Chu Crazy Song: "......"
Wang Rufeng: "......"
Spectators: "......"
"Ahem! This sumo can be used on almost any part of the body, including the neck, shoulders, hands, arms, chest, abdomen, waist, knees, legs, and feet......
In front of everyone's eyes, Chu Yangge launched an assault training for Yang Fan: "You can use actions such as pushing, falling, catching, pulling, flashing, pressing, and stumbling to control the enemy.
Also, when fighting, you should never leave the range of the game, except for your feet, any part of your body is next to the ground. If two people fall at the same time, the one who falls to the ground first loses, and if you can push the other person out, carry out, and throw out of the felt carpet, it is a big win."
Chu Tiange thought for a while, and then lowered his voice and said: "You have never learned sumo, and you have suffered a loss in terms of physical strength, but you are better than you can dodge for a while, and if you are really defeated, you will immediately fall to the ground and admit defeat, don't ask him to throw you outside the competition area, and your face will be lost." ”
Seeing that Chu Yangge pulled Yang Fan Yin Yin and instructed him to teach how to sumo on the spot, even Wang Rufeng was a little speechless.
A little girl in Tsing Yi said indignantly: "Wang Rufeng, people don't know sumo at all, are you embarrassed to compete with others?" ”…,
Wang Rufeng looked embarrassed, and the wrestler next to him, who had just lost a game, said: "!" How many men in our Datang don't know sumo at all? This person is so pretentious, it is obvious that he is cowardly and afraid of war, and he is just deliberately pretending, if he wants to say that he is shameful, he is ashamed. ”
At this time, Yang Fan had already understood the rules of sumo wrestling, and slowly walked on the felt carpet, and the shouting and scolding in the four corners immediately quieted down, Yang Fan did not take off his clothes, only clasped his palms and fists to Wang Rufeng, and said loudly: "Wang Zhuangshi, boy Yang Fan, please advise." ”
Wang Rufeng roared: "Okay! Come on! ”
Wang Rufeng pricked his arms, like a giant bear and pounced towards Yang Fan, the hearts of the onlookers were raised to their throats, in their hearts, winning or losing has been decided, what they are worried about now is not whether Yang Fan will lose, but worried that Wang Rufeng can press this handsome young man into a meatloaf with a dive.
At this time, Tian Ainu took advantage of the fact that everyone was paying attention to the movement on the field, walked out of the tent, patted the leopard's head gently, ordered it to return to the tent, and walked towards this side.
Mrs. Yao saw the young man who walked on the field, and couldn't help but fuss and said: "Ouch, what a handsome little offspring, what can he do, my second Wang can throw him out with one hand, but he didn't want to break his skin first, it's a pity for this little appearance." ”
A woman next to her covered her sleeves and smiled: "It looks tender, it seems to be a boy chicken, if you fall in love with him, quickly ask the king to show mercy." ”
Mrs. Yao said profusely: "What is delicious about the boy chicken, it is useless, so it needs to be stewed in the soup, and it is nourishing when you drink it, and you can only be strong when you eat it." ”
"Hee-hee, this is what you don't understand, the boy and the chicken make up for it!"
"Come on, if you can't get it up, that's sad."
As Mrs. Yao spoke, a pair of watery eyes glanced at Chu Yangge, who was staring at Yang Fan who was ready to go to the aid at any time.
"I'm not afraid of Jing Zhaoyin in life, and I'm not afraid of King Yama in death!"
Look, even the tattoo is so strong, if you are held in your arms by such a pair of thick arms......
Mrs. Yao subconsciously tightened her legs, and her face was already flushed.
Liu Junfan stood outside, but his ears listened to the movement inside the tent, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Shameless woman! Not to mention that you are like a wolf and a tiger, and it is getting harder and harder to satisfy, do you blame me for not serving well? Hmph, at your age like a wolf and a tiger, which man can stand you in a different way! ”
Liu Junfan was gritting his teeth and cursing, when a beautiful woman's voice suddenly said in his ear: "Ah! Isn't this Liu Jialangjun? ”
Liu Junfan turned his head to see that there was a person in front of him, wearing a brocade hat on his head, wearing a robe with a lapel and narrow sleeves, and a pair of deerskin boots, his skin was moist and jade, the water was clear, the hibiscus was tender, and the willow eyebrows were new. Why are you here? ”
At this time, on the felt carpet, Wang Rufeng roared, and pounced on Yang Fan, his arms were closed, and the mountains of flesh on his body were raised, looking like that, as long as he was held by his arms, Yang Fan could suffocate to death.
Yang Fan didn't learn Chu Tiange and collided with him stiffly, the huge difference in weight is there, martial arts can make a person strong, and it can also make a person flexible, but it can't ignore the original gap in weight and physical fitness, Yang Fan has martial arts, so there is no need to use this stupid method of killing a thousand people and harming eight hundred.
But he couldn't use too clever martial arts in front of everyone, so he just flicked his legs, and at the moment when Wang Rufeng's thick arms were about to close, he narrowly avoided it. This is the third time he has avoided fighting, and the wrestler who is watching has booed again and again, cheering for Wang Er.
In Wang Rufeng's opinion, compared with Chu Yange, the Yang Fan in front of him didn't need him to show any skills at all, he just needed to pick up this person and throw him out of the competition area directly, but as a result, he hit three times in a row, pushed, bumped, and hugged, all of which were flashed away by Yang Fan's flexible skills, and he couldn't help but be anxious.
Seeing that under the three blows, Yang Fan had been forced to the edge of the felt blanket, Wang Rufeng was secretly happy in his heart, and pounced on him, taking advantage of Yang Fan's kung fu to retreat, his figure also flashed, and firmly locked him, at this time Yang Fan had been forced to the corner of the felt blanket, Wang Rufeng sneered, and reached out to grab it.
According to Wang Rufeng's meaning, he wanted to grab Yang Fan's belt and throw him out. Yang Fan just wanted to try his sumo jishu, but then he found that he had no merit in terms of skill or speed except for his heavy body, and he didn't have the patience to continue grinding, so he also started at the same time.
At this time, Yang Fan still did not expose his true martial arts, he turned around, his body was as smooth as oil, Wang Rufeng's palm edge slid past against his placket, Yang Fan's body shape was certain, and he had already let go on the side, Wang Rufeng probed his palm and grabbed his predicted position, the empty door under the ribs was wide open, Yang Fan came out with both palms, just a gentle push, with the strength of Wang Rufeng's struggled forward, Wang Rufeng's huge body flew out with teeth and claws. P: The plan of the week lies on Monday, friends, vote!!